Vasanas

[Verse 1] If only this mic made me an idol to microscopic disciples This psychological cycle, is like a tropical cyclone Cause I don't know whether to weather the storm or conform I'm stuck in the currents, I wonder if currently life is more calm on the shore Went to the sea from the land, never seen on the land, anymore I'm too far If I drown in my own decision, I bet no one will feel too remorseful to mourn Every song is a psalm, this is what I believe in, you should too call me "Sujesus" Can't cross me though, I'm gonna die for the sins of my ego, that's real lethal [Hook] They told me eliminate your vasanas and innovate the God in ya But what is life without desire? Like what am I even striving to acquire And if trying to be like God is whats required Then why did he even make us Who's to say we all got flaws I'll just make the most of these vasanas I think that's what God really wants [Verse 2] They can't extract the X-factor I'm blessed as the best rapper who follows hinduism Thinking about if the amount of my respect After I'm dead matters Need a lot more intuition, but I know time won't hinder wisdom In addition to this diction, I'll publish an edition Of my innocent indifference, trying to publicize my image The synonym of sickness, in the sense of how I'm spitting Though the cynicism isn't my intended way of thinking It is how I keep my confidence from slipping Wish I felt less threatened that they'd condescend my vision Honestly I only focused on making my vasanas diminish But all the minutes made me fidget In the process I was sinning Should be fine cause its not like God is not forgiving All the shots that I was sipping, I'm proud enough to just stop when I get tipsy That may sound like contradiction, all the content in my projects Is as cryptic as I script it, though the concept is implicit [Hook]